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1. Liostaí Sceilge (continued)

   

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   Her father says to Nora Lyne,
   "Don't fret a bit, my dear,
   This trip to Skelligs will be your last
   As sure as I am here,
   You're worthy well to get a man,
   Right known to one and all,
   For the manly grace that's in your face,
   Will compensate for all".

   As the night was dark and dismal,
   And the deck I walked around,
   A dreary object met my sight,
   That was Gilleck and his hound,
   "Ochón mo bhrón!" my blanty cries,
   "Our hunting days are o'er,
   Through Gleasg woods and Cúmshana,
   And the mountains of Filemore,

   

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Áine Ní Chlubháin

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Farrantoreen, Co. Kerry